Change

I’m so used to you,

so good at you.

I love you

and I hate you.

And every time you happen to me,

I know that I can’t control you,

that you’re never going to stop coming around.

But it doesn’t make me feel any better

about that fact

that even though I’m gaining something every time you arrive,

I’m losing something, too.

road

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